9.4: Competition

Hello everyone! I’ve hopefully figured out a solution to my media storage problem, so let’s give this a shot! Please let me know if you notice any issues with the images. Anyways, let’s get on with the show!

Deerling got the “oh my ghost” opportunity, so I jumped at the chance to bring our next baby daddy back to life!

Deerling: This is not how I expected to spend my second chance at life.

Meanwhile, Quen and Elekid return home with Quen’s newborn baby, Delibird.

Vespiquen: Oh, Kid. Isn’t she just beautiful? I’m starting to like the idea of having a baby to represent each of my loves.

Elekid: Be strong, Kid. It’ll be your turn one day.

Elekid: Allow me to give you a back massage after this difficult day, my love!

Vespiquen: Jeez, Kid! Don’t sneak up on me like that!

Elekid: 😦

Welcome back to life, Aubergine!

Aubergine: Woah. Did you bring me back, fair maiden?

Deerling: Ewww. Stay away from me, ectoplasmic extension of the Fairy Lord’s rule.

Ling, you realize your father was a ghost.

Deerling: Daddy’s different.

While waiting for her new suitor to return home, Quen calls up Orthopox, her alien obsession.

Vespiquen: Ortho! My sunshine! How I’ve missed hearing your voice.

Vespiquen: Remember that promise you made me? To mate with me and create a mermaid-alien spawn? Are you still interested? Oh, you’re busy right now? That’s okay. Maybe some other time, then.

Alien babies can wait. Time for us to nab ourselves a werewolf ghost.

I thought I had more pictures of the following interactions, but apparently I was so frustrated that I barely took any. I chose the hot tub as the place for woohoo, but Maggie and Mimey kept getting in the way. Several Sim hours, several attempts to send them away, and no babies later, we had to change up our plans.

Margaret: My mission to prevent our daughter from conceiving another spawn for us to take care of has succeeded, Mimey!

Mr. Mime: As much as I want Quen to make her own choices, I will say that this has been a fun evening, Mags.

Elekid: Do my ears deceive me? Quen’s parents are on my side! Soon, my love. You shall be mine.

Joke’s on them. The time machine was chosen as the new woohoo venue.

Aubergine: Let’s get this over with and get to bed, babe! As hot as I find you, this night has been exhausting.

They quickly emerge, Quen fertilized.

And we send Aubergine on his way.

Aubergine: One house, please. I’d rather not live in the place I died any longer.

Vespiquen: This conquest was such a pain. I need Kid to make me feel better.

Vespiquen: Hey, handsome. Wanna give me comfort after the ridiculous things I just had to go through?

Elekid: That sounds like music to my ears!

Margaret: Seriously, daughter? You immediately run into another man’s arms after getting pregnant again? I didn’t raise you this way.

Mr. Mime: Aww, c’mon Mags. They’re pretty cute together.

Dang, missed the sparkle shot again! But Delibird has grown into a toddler!

Scizor: Happy birthday, baby sister. Welcome to the competition.

Delibird has Mimey’s skin and hair color, and her father Cedrick’s reddish-brown eyes. She looks a lot like Ced right off the bat, those definitely look like his eyes and lips. But we’ll see as she gets older.

Mr. Mime: Another beautiful granddaughter, and this one looks so much like me!

It’s true, she has more coloring from Mimey than any of his children did! Grandparent genetics are becoming very strong for me lately.

We quickly get started on Deli’s skilling.

Ling still tends to our forbidden fruit. Fingers crossed it becomes a Plantsim baby!

Kid practices a lot of evil speeches.

Elekid: Okay, kid. She’s pregnant again. But after this baby, it’s time to assert yourself. There’s no way she can resist me once I’m ruler of the world!

Sorry, kid. There’s still a couple more “daddies” lined up before Quen finally settles down. Including…

Vespiquen: Genie, genie, in the lamp. Come out and flirt with me or whatever.

Deerling: Gasp! More supernaturals being invited into this home!

Deerling: You will regret this, Beedrill.

Vespiquen: It’s Quen, grandma. And I’m already regretting this.

Jammie: Hey, gorgeous! Are you second guessing rejecting me as a marriage partner yet?

Vespiquen: Nope. Just let me build up our relationship so I can release you from genie prison and we can get this over with.

Maggie reached level five of the sculpting career! Just one more career to go to complete her LTW!

Delibird starts on her walking skill.

Quen, meanwhile, is starting to feel the effects of her new nooboo.

Vespiquen: Oh, Orthopox… what would you think of me if you could see me now?

Well, he already knows about your goal and he still agreed to procreate with you, so I think he’d be fine.

Elekid: Stupid, not mine baby! You think you can have candy when your father stole my woman?

Dude. Ced’s not an issue anymore. And I doubt Quen will want you if you’re mean to her offspring.

Elekid: Crap, you’re right. Gotta write her a song to apologize and declare my love.

Look how different the girls look already this generation! As gorgeous as Maggie’s kids were, they were all very similar looking, coloring wise. It’s nice having variety again.

Margaret: Alright, Deli, listen to Granda Maggie. Your momma is a terrible role model, so you should look to me for advise and inspiration.

Delibird: That’s nice, Grammy. But can you leave me alone now? I can’t make music with you watching me.

Quen must be trying to run off her pregnancy weight, not that it’ll help when she’s not done having babies yet.

Vespiquen: Shush! I must be the hottest I can be when Orthopox finally comes to visit!

She’s super obsessed with Orthopox. While she does autonomously flirt with Elekid a lot, she never rolls wishes for him. She’s constantly wishing for Orthopox.

Maggie’s final career is painting! Hopefully her LTW will be completed pretty soon.

Vespiquen: Not sure when you climbed into my bed, Kid, but I’ll be back in a minute.

Elekid: Bring that body back soon, my love.

Vespiquen: Get ready to be a possible future step-dad for a third time!

Elekid: You’re lucky I love you, woman. Most Sims don’t want to be trapped like this.

Delibird: Yay, new baby! I want a brother!

No real point to this picture, except to show Ling’s everyday outfit since she doesn’t wear it much.

Deerling: Oh yeah, I’m awesome.

Finally time to free Jammie the genie!

Jammie: At last! My time has come!

Vespiquen: Geez, lady. Cut the theatrics.

First, we put the lamp in the fridge.

Margaret: That’s it, my child’s really gone off the deep end this time.

Next, the oven. Unfortunately, the final steps will have to wait. Quen can’t take the lamp to the catacombs while she’s pregnant.

Not that Jammie minds the wait, as she makes herself right at home.

Deerling: Contaminating our fridge with your evil, supernatural powers…disgraceful.

Vespiquen: What do you think you’re doing with my daughter, Kid? I wanted to hold her.

Elekid: You just rest up, future wife. I’ll take care of Deli for you.

Delibird: Thank you, dadda!

Elekid: Oh no, kid. I ain’t your daddy. I’m just your mom’s future husband.

Delibird: Dadda! I love you!

Elekid: Well…maybe being your dad wouldn’t be so bad…

Vespiquen: Orthopox!!! It’s so good to hear from you! You’ll visit soon? Really?? I look forward to it! See you then!

Vespiquen: Scizor! I can’t contain my joy, cause I finally found the boy I’ve been missing. Listen! I can hear the bells.

Scizor: Wow, momma’s singing show tunes. She must be serious.

While her mother swoons, Deli gets started on her TSAL.

Birthday time for Maggie!

Margaret: Woohoo, I get to become an old lady now!

She’s a lot more open to the prospect than I thought she’d be.

Awww, she makes such a cute elder!

Margaret: Oh yeah, I’m still fabulous!

It’s also Scizor’s birthday!

Here’s the firstborn of Cinnibar as a child! They grow up so fast. Her new trait is genius, to go with couch potato and good.

I’m pretty confident in saying she’s a clone of Quen at this point, but her teen looks could surprise me.

Dancing for your family’s birthdays, Quen?

Vespiquen: Of course not! I’m celebrating my beloved coming to me soon!

Obsessed, I tell you.

Our little genius was given Sandshrew’s old bedroom, and she jumps right on the chemistry table.

Elekid has been taking up various tasks around the house in an attempt to win Quen’s favor. Maybe Orthopox will be a fleeting obsession, buddy. We’ll see.

Elekid: She has to choose me! She created me! She couldn’t possibly find a more suitable man for her.

A compelling argument, I will admit.

Vespiquen: There’s nothing fleeting about my love, I can assure you. Orthopox will be mine.

But first…it is time!

Vespiquen: Let’s see what we’ve got here.

Vespiquen: Woah! Why does this plant look like a baby?!

That’s because the plant is a baby!!!

Yes! We’ve got a plantsim! Our little guy’s name is Foongus.

Our Foongus is athletic and he loves the outdoors. I didn’t take down his favorites or sign in my notes this time, so I’ll have to update you next time.

Vespiquen: Look guys, another baby!

Elekid: You already had your baby? So it’s finally Kid’s time to shine?

Vespiquen: Oh, no. I’m still pregnant. This one was pulled from the soil.

Elekid: Oh. Great. Another one to take care of. Anything for my love, though.

Margaret: I’m tired of this same old song and dance. Change the station!

What do you think of the new baby, Scizor?

Scizor: I think the rest of us will most likely be stuck taking care of him. I’m too young for all these responsibilities.

Special visitor for Quen!

Vespiquen: Orthopox! What a surprise! I didn’t expect you so early. I was hoping to have given birth before you arrived, so you wouldn’t have to see me in such a state.

Orthopox: Worry not, siren. I find you pleasing to the eye in any form.

Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho…that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

Orthopox: My mermaid, I cannot lie. My visit has an ulteriour motive. My planet has sent me to study the strange weather here. We do not have what you call “cold” or “snow.” I hope you do not mind that I take some time to pursue my scientific endeavors.

Vespiquen: Of course I don’t mind! In fact, what would you say to staying here for a while? We’d love to host you while you conduct your experiments, and you’d get to spend your free time with me! It would be a win-win!

Orthopox: What a brilliant suggestion! I accept. I cannot wait to study not only the Earth’s weather patterns, but various aspects of mermaid biology as well.

Vespiquen: I’ll gladly show you whatever you want to know about my biology ;P

Orthopox: There’s another specimen that I’ll be studying on this trip as well. That enchanting creature who lives with you.

Vespiquen: Oh. Great. Hehe… you’re dead, Grandmother.

You can’t really be too mad, Quen, given your track record with men.

Vespiquen: It’s fine. You can study her as much as you want. So long as I’m the only one giving you biology lessons.

Orthopox: That sounds like a reasonable promise.

Elekid: Damn alien, thinking he can waltz in here and take Quen from me….he’ll see. They’ll all see. Quen will be mine. Nobody will stop me from achieving my happily ever after.

That’s all for this chapter, everyone. Thanks so much for sticking with me, and I’ll see you all soon for more of Quen’s man drama!

2 thoughts on “9.4: Competition

  1. Did Vespiquen end up pregnant with the werewolf ghost? Or is it alien spawn? If memory serves, werewolves can’t procreate when in their werewolf form, that might have been (part of) the issue? But looking forward to seeing all the hybrid spawns.

    • Haha it makes a lot of sense if part of the issue with Aubergine was that he was in werewolf form. I didn’t even consider that! Unfortunately, my game isn’t a big fan of giving me hybrids, even when I did have the NRAAS hybrid mod installed. Hopefully regular supernaturals will suffice!

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